Solitude in a treble clef

Alone
Alone
The key
The soil
And me
All alone
Only one key

The others
The families
Friends of mine
The clubs

Nothing to do
Come on, I’m doing the right thing.
Without the heart
The shopping
Alone in the middle of others
Cooking
What’s the point if it’s only for me
The house cleaning
This makes you terribly lonely.
No mess
I’ve already tidied up fifteen times.
No more TV
I know all the programs
Reading
It’s hard to concentrate
And no one to tell what I liked about it
And museums, when you have nothing to say
The silence
It’s boring.
I survive

I prepare everything
For when there will be people
My tidy apartment is depressing me
I can’t blame anyone.
I am alone
I’m the one who made it sparkle
I control everything.
The treble clef is there, but there’s nothing on the range.

On the ground
Rolls my xylophone
I play alone
Festive tunes
And once a week
I see my teacher
He invites me to participate in a small orchestra
Two hours a week
I am no longer alone
But I still have my head in the handlebars
I listen to them with a distracted ear
And made me be taken over by the conductor

In the evening, there are many activities
Chess club, theatre or bistro
But not the restaurant, all alone, it’s pathetic.
On the other hand, during the day, there is no one there
And no activities
Nothing to do
Only things
Alone
If I stayed under the duvet
At least I’ll have some physical contact
That envelops me

Fortunately, I have Sol
My little dog I’m walking
I’m glad to see him so alive.
Taking advantage of every moment
Living life to the fullest
He meets other dogs
And I have other masters
We exchange some trivial things.

But why am I alone?
Because Hollywood and TV
Sell us love relationships
To consume and then to throw away?
Because I’m too afraid to commit?
Because I’m looking for a relationship that’s too perfect?
Because I accept relationships that are too bad?
Because I’m sick and no one wants a sick person?
I have no one to talk to about it.
I am alone
All these questions are swirling in my head
Dialogue monologues
Spinning like horses on a merry-go-round
Together and alone at the same time
Identical but with differences

In any case, loneliness
It’s good for consumption
One accommodation per person
A corkscrew
A nutcracker
A colander
One bed
A car
One buffet per person
One object per person
Even the heart becomes something:
A simple stone

Why did I leave them?
Why did I let them go?
Some are happier alone
But it is not my case
Will anyone be able to love me?
Can I let someone in
Even a little bit?
Will I be able to keep this one?
Sometimes I don’t dare say what I think to my friends
I have a bright smile on my face
And I adopt their ideas to make sure
To meet them again
One hour here and there
Half an hour another time.

In a family we share
Solidarity

I want to share
These goods to be consumed and disposed of
But I don’t want to
Doing this with the people I love.
I want a family
Even if it doesn’t match the clichés
Friends, roommates, open relationships, arranged marriages, shared interests
It doesn’t matter!

I want a real family
That is, people to hold on to
And that I can support
And above all
Being together
Laughing
Fighting
Seeking solutions
Debating
Shouting
Grumbling
To be reconciled
Cuddling up
Enjoying ourselves
And especially never to separate

Can I do that?
Am I going to have to try again
And screw me up like the other times….
Survival is not for me.

Maybe it’s like music.
To make it beautiful,
One must absorbe in it entirety
Let it live
Be part of the instrument
Give pleasure to other people
Expressing emotions
And make them, all beautiful,
Even the darkest ones
Repetition is formative
Advice must be felt
Then one has to make his own
To emancipate oneself from oneself
Take another form
To be more open to others
Playing badly at the beginning
Break the ears of your four walls
Then by dint of training
It’s getting good.

I want to be able to share this joy that I don’t have yet
And not being able to do without the ones I haven’t found yet.
I want to live.
I won’t let it go.
I’ll find my fairy tale
I’ll be a beginner.
Always a beginner

Aurianne Or

‪Thunderstruck for Percussion Ensemble Alumnado PercuFest 2014 dirigido por Rafa Navarro: https://youtu.be/SYSxOj6W7IQ


Sapolsky on depression – Stanford university: https://aurianneor.tumblr.com/post/174143784840/stanfords-sapolsky-on-depression-in-us-full

Do help Mrs Dalloway: https://aurianneor.tumblr.com/post/169114695450/do-help-mrs-dalloway-mrs-dalloway-virginia?is_related_post=1

Scared: https://aurianneor.tumblr.com/post/158921847771/scared

J’ai dix ans et je sais que je suis différent: https://aurianneor.tumblr.com/post/159005802757/jai-dix-ans-et-je-sais-que-je-suis-différent

J’ai trouvé ma place: https://aurianneor.tumblr.com/post/172236407055/jai-trouvé-ma-place

Gris: https://aurianneor.tumblr.com/post/181456424070/gris-education-à-ce-quest-la-dépression-pour-une

Tu peux ouvrir les yeux maintenant: https://aurianneor.tumblr.com/post/158351101260/tu-peux-ouvrir-les-yeux-maintenant-ce?is_related_post=1

Change the words “HIV” and “AIDS” by “Mental illness” and see how you feel about it: https://aurianneor.tumblr.com/post/171419628695/change-the-words-hiv-and-aids-by-mental?is_related_post=1

It is difficult today to reconcile family and professional success
You are a woman
The biological clock makes
Tick tock Tick tock
Slowly
Fatally

Tight dresses
Make-up
Diets
You’re going to attract seducers
Not a husband
Unless you’re lucky.

Be yourself
Otherwise, you won’t be able to interest
Someone who loves you for who you are
And who will stay with you
Even when you’re all wrinkled up

Be yourself
No need to hide difficulties
Show your qualities

Be pragmatic
Don’t give him any intentions
Do not interpret
Take him as he is
Listen to what he tells you

There’s no point in knowing who’s to blame
There’s no point in trying to be another person
No compromise
Look for solutions that work for both
With intelligence, everything has a solution

And most importantly, when you find him
Or maybe you’ve already found him and let him go
Go get him
There’s only one
Go ahead
Hold him!

Aurianne Or

Heaven For Everyone – Queen

This could be heaven
This could be heaven
This could be heaven
This could be heaven
This could be heaven for everyone

In these days of cool reflection (reflection)
You come to me and everything seems alright
In these days of cold affections
You sit by me and everything’s fine

This could be heaven for everyone
This world could be fed, this world could be fun
This could be heaven for everyone
This world could be free, this world could be one

In this world of cool deception
Just your smile can smooth my ride
These troubled days of cruel rejection, hmm
You come to me, soothe my troubled mind

Yeah, this could be heaven for everyone
This world could be fed, (yeah) this world could be fun
This should be love for everyone, yeah
This world should be free, (yeah) this world could be one
We should bring love to our daughters and sons
Love, love, love, this could be heaven for everyone
You know that
This could be heaven for everyone, yea he he he woo
This could be heaven for everyone

You were literally in your mother’s skirts.
They were beautiful.
You were beautiful.
But you don’t like them anymore.

Now emancipated,
You choose your wardrobe.
Your abundant hair turns around your head
As if to make the link between the present and the past.
Or do you use it
Like antennas
To reach out to others?
Your big heart always sees nothing
But their qualities.

Beautiful, oh yes; always.
You follow your way;
Modestly, as always
Brilliantly, as always.

The medals you earn don’t matter,
You’re ready to go again
In another direction
To follow your passions.
You live by the wind,
By listening to your heart.

And the heart, that’s just it,
Isn’t it also made
To love serenely
A small family?

Are you, in turn, going to
To have a baby under your skirt?
You wish it,
And quietly,
Serenely,
We look at you once again
We hope for a wonderful success.

Aurianne Or


Pour lire ceci en français, cliquez ici: https://aurianneor.tumblr.com/post/180551390325/jupes

Men don’t wear trousers. La barbe!: https://aurianneor.tumblr.com/post/158627366114/men-dont-wear-trousers-la-barbe-healthy-hair

Oh! C’est Haut! : https://aurianneor.tumblr.com/post/173055979070/oh-cest-haut

Poils: https://aurianneor.tumblr.com/post/173357380520/poils

Maquillajehttps://aurianneor.tumblr.com/post/164051085115/maquillaje

A Mommy look

“Do I look like a chair, or a bed?
Do I look like a coat rack?
Is my back small enough for your school bag?
Do I look like a kangaroo that can carry its young all the time?
Does my hair look like tissues?
Do I look like a garbage can?
Do my clothes look like a towel?
What are you twisting my nose at, do I look like a teddy bear?
Does my belly look like a horn louse that makes Prroutt?
Do I look like I collect umbrellas?
Do I look like an encyclopedia? Or google?

But good mother! I must look really weird? »

“No, you’re the most beautiful mother ever! »

“Especially the most practical!!! »

Aurianne Or

Broken hearts, broken windows – #Love

I’m just back from Paris and I found a miracle there: a clean city and Parisians forcing themselves to be super nice. It was obvious they were making a huge effort to be nice and to speak English; and they did manage and I am even more impressed by their effort considering the stressful life they have. Thank you!!

What has happened? 

Is it because customers can rate the hotels, restaurants, taxis, museum or whatever on the internet? Is it the work of good people with great explanation skills? Whatever the reason it works, and we’re so glad about it.

Also, it made me think of New York City, who used to be a very hostile place in the 70s and the mayor, Rudolph Giuliani, managed to convinced New Yorker to have a cleaner city and be over-polite. And it worked! NYC is a much nicer city to live with. Being pleasant to the custumers raised the well-being of the workers… Food for thought, isn’t it?

It has been proven, love, smile and your muscles will not be stressed anymore. 

Even if you feel depressed, force a smile, force your good mood, it will send a signal to your brain that you feel better. That’s the way it works, it’s been proven. It is not I have an emotion thus my body reacts; it is my body reacts thus I have an emotion.

If a doctor analyses your brain (with electrodes), you can find a thought that will reduce your stress and improve your tension. This is a scientific fact. Have a look at the last 10 minutes of this lecture by Robert Sapolsky.

14. Limbic System – Robert Sapolsky: https://youtu.be/CAOnSbDSaOw

Read also the broken windows theory; it is absolutely fascinating how a city can reduce crime and anti-social behaviour: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Broken_windows_theory

Brainstorm


Jacques Higelin – J’suis qu’un grain de poussièrehttps://youtu.be/GN8nt48lEzc

What is dust made of? – Michael Marder – TED-Ed: https://youtu.be/P21a5Uty-uc

Jacques Higelin: “je voulais faire tout péter”- TV5monde: https://youtu.be/mSvSb4KK0-A


Démocratisons l’art: https://aurianneor.tumblr.com/post/185490290580/démocratisons-lartmore

L’insignifiance: https://aurianneor.tumblr.com/post/171512218050/linsignifiance

Croûte pour trinquer en l’honneur de Kiki de Montparnassehttps://aurianneor.tumblr.com/post/158312091820/croûte-pour-trinquer-en-lhonneur-de-kiki-de

Rencontrehttps://aurianneor.tumblr.com/post/158547908670/rencontre

What kind of democracy do we want?: https://aurianneor.tumblr.com/post/180687294075/what-kind-of-democracy-do-we-want-a-multitude-is